Talk:On the Run/@comment-4423064-20111231002307

Here's my Bio

Name: Doctor Nathaniel Kane

Species: Fox

Gender: Male

Weapons: Many chemicals and poisons that he has found and made himself over the years that have a variety of effects upon the body. He also keeps a blowdart that he smears these on.

Personality: Knows much about medicines and treating injuries and has a natural skill in the subject that he inheirited from his mother and taught himself and can deal with almost any injury, illness, and even knows a little about psychology. While most foxes with this knowledge also tend to be superstitious he has found the sayings of seers and others claiming to be magic false and has usually gone out of his way to prove them wrong. He has also sworn an oath to help anybeast who is harmed, yet he has always saved certain treatments for the evil. Also after dealing with so many patients he has become a kind and sweet creature to those he is treating and always seems to cheer them up. After many years of being exiled he has grown distant from other creatures other than the sick and wounded he finds in the forest, who until lately have been far and few between. Yet with the new influx of creatures and factions even he is searching for a real side to aid with his knowledge.

Appearance: His eyes are a pale blue and his fur a dark red with the exception of his paws which remain a sickly grey colour due to the many herbs and other chemicals that have touched them. He usually wears a full face mask that keeps him from contracting any diseases from his patients. He also wears a heavy barkcloth apron that not only keeps him clean but is thick enough to stop arrows. from hitting him.

Back story: Born as the son of a healer and seer in a vermin tribe he was taught the ways of healing from a young age by her and took to it like a fish to water, he was more enthusiastic than his own mother on the subject. Once he reached the threshhold of her knowledge he began to learn for himself, experimenting with various herbs and creating many cures, and many more poisons on accident. After his first taste of battle he was apalled by it all and ran from the vermin he called family. From then on he lived in the deep jungles at the base of the Dragontail mountains, where ingredients were abundant and had yet to be found. Over the seasons spent there he has developed a reputation as some kind of mythical figure in the area.